Chapter 269: Mixed In
"Damn, you are looking for death!", someone was pushed back by Zhao Yan's words, and his heart rose, and he took a step forward and prepared to pinch Zhao Yan to death.
As Zhao Yan said, these twenty assigned immortal cultivators have not seen their status clearly, and the people who were captured by the Dayuan tribe, whether they are immortal cultivators or not, or how high their status was, are actually meaningless.
It is impossible for the Dayuan tribe to let them go, their lives have been written since the moment they were caught, and they can only be a middle- and lower-class person under control in the Dayuan tribe.
People who can't see this clearly will die very quickly.
Therefore, not to mention Zhao Yan's specific cultivation, he can despise these people, even if Zhao Yan does not cultivate, as long as there is a book prepared by the Dayuan tribe, he can surpass these guys who have not yet opened their minds.
Zhao Yan looked at the fist that the immortal cultivator on the opposite side was about to throw, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and he looked directly at the other party in a daze.
The immortal cultivator who launched the attack chuckled in his heart, feeling that Zhao Yan was not quite in line with the situation he imagined, according to his thoughts, Zhao Yan should beg for mercy at this time, he should kneel and lick, how could he still stand in place with confidence.
He thought of Zhao Yan's identity, and had some scruples in his heart.
But no matter what, his fist had already been punched, and if he withdrew it, he would definitely be laughed at by everyone behind him, so while guessing in his heart that hurting Zhao Yan would cause trouble, he still chose to move forward, only slightly adjusting the direction of the blow.
Zhao Yan looked at the guy in front of him who was suspicious but wanted to save face, snorted and sneered, opened his mouth and shouted outside the door: "Diao people are rebelling!
Boom! A wave of heaven and earth qi rushed from outside the door, directly beating the immortal cultivators who rushed towards Zhao Yan into pulp.
The attack was faster and more precise than Zhao Yan expected.
Zhao Yan looked at the leading immortal cultivator flying at the door, smiled, swept the meat foam that fell on his body, and said: "My lord, these people are harboring evil intentions, and it seems that they are not ready to cooperate with me to do things, you look at my appearance that I have no strength at all, and it is up to me to move things to the back mountain, then you wait for those people in the back mountain to gnaw on the mud." ”
The leading immortal cultivator knew that Zhao Yan was telling the truth, and his face became very unsightly at the moment, and he took the whip and slammed it on the remaining nineteen people: "What do you think you are?
The leading immortal cultivator did not dare to neglect the matter of transporting materials to the back mountain, he had not been doing this for a day or two, and he knew that once something went wrong, without the Wang Duan forces to hold him accountable, the high-level above would take down his brain at a very fast speed and use it to dissipate the anger of the Wang Duan forces.
These porters make trouble, which is tantamount to asking for his life, how can he give these people half a good fruit to eat.
And arranging an ordinary person like Zhao Yan to be the captain and do chores is actually deliberately arranged, he can't catch too many immortal cultivators of the Dayuan tribe, that will damage the strength of the Dayuan tribe, so some ordinary people need to be filled, but ordinary people can work.
So ghosts like Zhao Yan and others were caught here, but just like Zhao Yan said, it is impossible for ordinary people like them to move things to the back mountain when they are tired.
Therefore, the leading immortal cultivator would only put pressure on the immortal cultivators in the team: "He is the team leader assigned by Lao Tzu, what do you think is wrong?"
The nineteen immortal cultivators looked at the pile of meat on the ground, their hearts fluttering and jumping to the top of their throats, how dare they say more than half a word.
"You and I go over to get the storage medium, and the rest of us are waiting here honestly, don't make trouble for Lao Tzu, be careful that I want your life, do you hear it!", the leading immortal cultivator was full of evil qi and power, and no immortal cultivator dared to raise his head between his eyes.
Zhao Yan looked like a fox and a fake tiger, grinned, and patted the shoulder of the immortal cultivator next to him: "Little brother, don't be afraid, as long as I am the captain for a day, I will be your godfather for a day, work hard." ”
After speaking, Zhao Yan didn't care about the uncertain faces of the people behind him, and was about to eat people's eyes, and walked out of the door with his hands behind his back.
Since it is impossible to drive or fly in the mountainous area, and there are few domesticated spirit beasts in the Dayuan tribe, the transmission of materials can only rely on immortal cultivators to transport them with large storage media.
The reason why so many people are needed is because these materials need to be sorted and placed in various places of the Wang Duan forces, and some tasks such as cleaning and repairing should be done.
Zhao Yan followed behind the leading immortal cultivator and said with a sneer: "My lord, what are the chances that I will come out alive this time?"
The leading immortal cultivator regarded Zhao Yan as a member of his own clan, although he looked down on it, and he didn't have much emotion to say, but he accepted Zhao Yan's chalcedony, and at the same time, he felt that Zhao Yan was a bit interesting, so he had a better attitude than those foreigners who were caught.
When he heard Zhao Yan ask about the chance of survival, he couldn't help but smile: "Aren't you kid not afraid of death?
Zhao Yan lowered his body and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, I am not afraid of death for the sake of life and treasure, but I don't want to die in vain, right? ”
The leading immortal cultivator snorted: "The chance of the immortal cultivator living is relatively large, after you send the materials inside, the matter is not completed, those masters inside, if you are happy to watch the show, you have to satisfy them, and in addition to taking care of the mountain house inside and out." ”
Zhao Yan sighed and said, "I don't think it's a big deal." ”
The leading immortal cultivator sneered: "What if you are asked to do those disgusting things? What if people eat people? If they want to see ordinary people fighting with immortal cultivators?
Zhao Yan couldn't help frowning when he listened to the words of the leading immortal cultivator, under this description, it seemed that there were no serious people in the inner circle of Wang Duan's forces, and they were all neurotic.
The leading immortal cultivator seemed to have experienced it himself, which made Zhao Yan feel difficult to calm down when he mentioned it, so he opened his words: "Just like you think, most of those people have been living in the mountains and have not left for thousands of years, and they are also a bunch of conspirators and bastards who study evil formations. ”
As soon as he said this, Zhao Yan understood that the vast majority of people who stayed within Wang Duan's forces were really insane.
While speaking, the two of them arrived in the resident commander's room, and the leading immortal cultivator took out twenty large storage blessing bags from the cabinet and handed them to Zhao Yan.
He probably felt that Zhao Yan had an appetite for him, and said more: "Take care of these things, don't let the materials be damaged, otherwise don't talk about the chance of coming out alive, maybe you may not even have the possibility of going in." ”